We Will Beg The Mountains Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

WE WILL BEG THE MOUNTAINS

Our ages are running to sunset.
Don't worry my darling!
We will beg sunset to be late.
We will beg sunrise to be with us on this autumn day.
Our love is young as a woken spring's emerald plants.
This autumn wedding is our sunrise like any spring's jade.
The mild breeze is dancing on our autumn wedding day.
Don't worry my darling as aging is nothing for the Earth's spinning dance.
Don't care my darling, for these snowflakes on our heads.
We will beg the mountains to give us their ageless strength.